What to wear

What to say

What to wear on a sunny day

Who to phone

Who to fight

Who to dance with on a Sunday night



Reaching the very edge, you know

Reaching the very edge

Going to the other side this time

Reaching the very edge



You're still breathing but you don't know why

Life's a bitch and sometimes you die

You're still breathing but you just can't tell

Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell



I am a drug

I am a dragon

I am the best jazz you've ever seen

I am a dragon

I am the sky

I am the blood at the corner of your eye

I find the secrets

I find gold

I find you out before you grow old

I find you out before you grow old



What is eternal

What is damned

What is clay and what is sand

Who to diss

Who to trust

Who to listen to

Who to suss



I'm reaching the very edge, you know

I'm reaching the very edge

I'm going to the other side this time

I'm reaching the very edge



You're still breathing but you don't know why

Life's a bitch and sometimes you die

You're still breathing but you just can't tell

Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell



I am a dragon

I am a drug

I am the best jazz you've ever heard

I am a dragon

I am the sky

I am the blood at the corner of your eye

I find the secrets

I find gold

I find you out before you grow old

I find you out before you grow old



The pretty things are going to hell

They’re weren’t now

But they weren’t well

The pretty things are going to hell

They’re weren’t now

But they weren’t well



The pretty things are going to hell

They’re weren’t now

But they weren’t well

The pretty things are going to hell

They’re weren’t now

But they weren’t well



You're still breathing but you don't know why

Life's a bitch and sometimes you die

You're still breathing but you just can't tell

Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell



You're still breathing but you don't know why

Life's a bitch and sometimes you die

You're still breathing but you just can't tell

Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell






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